La Rosaleda

'On the last day, I took her where the wild roses grow She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die" And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth'

Nick Cave - Where the wild roses grow

La Rosaleda

'On the last day, I took her where the wild roses grow She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die" And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth'